Out of the darkness, into the light

Chapter 2

Major warning! Attempted suicide and smut ahead. Please read at your own risk!

It had been a week since Four had left with Evelyn, leaving Tris to pick up the shattered pieces of her heart and live just for her unborn child. A child he was unaware about.

Tris wasn't doing well. Her friends tried, the doctors tried, hell, even Eric Coulter tried, but she was far too broken by the man who claimed to be her family. They all loved her and tried to get her to leave her previously shared apartment and take care of herself, but she had flat out refused.

She lounged lazily, eating when she had to for her prescribed prenatal pills. Her morning sickness was terrible and exhausting. She was unable to keep food or liquids down for even 24 hours. She felt weak and had fainting spells frequently, but being as stubborn as she was, she didn't go to the infirmary. Tris simply didn't care what happened to her.

The whole pregnancy became too much to handle, and Tris started deteriorating. Her body became weaker and skinnier despite the changes that were taking place due to her pregnancy, she looked sickly pale, with dark circles around her eyes and was worrying her friends.

She didn't care. Tris wanted to be left alone to sleep and get sick and do nothing all day.

Eventually, her friends got fed up with her bitchy attitude and they slowly stopped checking on her altogether after two weeks.

"Tris. He's gone, he left you, but we are here for you. You can do this. Think of your baby," Christina said softly, Marlene and Shauna nodding in agreement.

"No!" Tris yelled furiously. "You don't get to order me around! I let him manipulate me and look where that got me. No one will ever control me, not again. NO!"

"We aren't trying to order you Sweetie," Marlene said softly, stepping in front of a fuming Christina. It wasn't the time to dwell on what Tris had said. They had to help her. "We just want what's good for you. Come one."

"No. No. No, I don't want you all to baby me. I can take care of myself. You don't get to manipulate me and say it's for my own good," Tris sobbed, the pregnancy hormones giving her friends whiplash.

Shaune pushed a teary eyed Marlene backwards. "Tris. Forget him. What he did was wrong, so wrong. But don't let him ruin your life-" Tris cut Shauna off.

"GET OUT! ALL OF YOU!" Tris screamed hysterically. They kept reminding her of what he did over and over again. "Don't show your faces again. I have had enough. I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING PITY!"

The girls rushed out, too hurt by Tris's words to realize her regretful look and teary eyes.

Weak and pregnant, the depressed blonde tried to care for herself and her baby, but she was failing miserably. One day, Tris had had enough and decided to end it altogether since she thought that no one cared anymore. She filled her tub full of freezing cold water and sat in it, knowing that she could easily drown herself and die. No one would notice anyway.

And that is when he stepped in her life, despite her endless threats and curse words. He forced her to bathe, eat and take her medicines and made her rest. Tris struggled against him, but he had been persistent with taking care of her, insisting he didn't want anything in exchange for his care except her betterment.

Tris tried at first to ignore him altogether, pretending he didn't exist but complying with whatever he made her do. He did everything for her: he bathed her, spoonfed the petulant girl, even though she couldn't keep it down for more than a few hours, and held her in his arms during her nightmares despite her protests. He also took her to the infirmary due to the alarming condition she was in. Tris didn't want him to see her as the heartbroken, weak and dependent woman, but she was too weak to protest.